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Tyler's POV

"Library, library, library!" shouted Chloe as she ran in the room. And that room was huge and full of books. I couldn't wait to see into the future!

"Now where's the sports section?" I asked myself.

Chloe responded while rubbing her ear, "I don't want to look at the sports section."

"How about I look at sports while you look at the... the..." I didn't know what she could look at. I saw an employee stacking books and figured he could help. "Excuse me, but my sister wants to read, but she doesn't know what books to look at. Can you help?"

"Yes," he got on one knee so he was her height, "What are your interests?"

"I like tea parties, magic, princesses, ponies, unicorns, fairies, painting, candy..."

"Basically everything little girls like," I interrupted.

He pointed behind us, "There's a shelf that way. It's not easy to miss since it has the most colorful books." Chloe immediately ran to get to the books."

"Thanks, Man," I said.

"No problem. So what are you looking for?"

"I'm want to see who wins the next Superbowl." He pointed to a stack of books that were stacked on top of each other. I went to grab a book but the one on top of it fell off the shelf. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. It happens all the time." Then we heard this big crash that made us both cringe. We ran to Chloe and all of the books on the shelf she was looking at (and that shelf had to be at least 10 feet tall) were on the floor all around her.

The employee took a deep breath, "Okay that however is a first."

Stan's POV

I began to have a flashback.

"Hey Avery, is that one of your friends?" I ask.

She gave me an 'are you serious' face, "Really? You think this is one of my friends?" I glanced at the picture of the Union general.

"Well I was hoping not, but I'm trying to be less judgy."

"It's Union general Ambrose Burnside. I'm doing a report on the Civil War. I just can't focus, I keep thinking about..."

I try not to sound too disappointed, "Dustin?"

She looked at me in surprise, "How'd you know?"

"Just a lucky guess..." We looked toward Avery's art wall and it had Dustin's name all over it.

"I sit next to him in English. He's asked to borrow my pencil four times. That means something, right?"

I tried to shrug off this ugly feeling I was having, "Yeah, he has no regard for pencils."

"You're not helping, Stan. I can't think about anything but Dustin. Not even my schoolwork. It's like he's living inside my head."

I really wished she would stop talking about Dustin, "Oh, I sometimes feel that way about ear mites! Which technically are living inside my head."

She looked away from me and to her art wall, "I've never felt this way before. It's like suddenly there's something making me warm and tingly inside and its name is..."

"Dustin."

"Bacon," I said when she said Dustin. She looked at me. "Woah! Oh I totally misjudged where you were going with that." Not really I just didn't want her to finish that sentence with Dustin.

She started to walk over to me, "C'mon Stan. You know I feel weird saying this but..." Please don't say what I think you're going to say, "... I really want Dustin to be my boyfriend." She said it. "How do I do that?"

I felt terrible, "You wait for breakfast and hope something falls on the floor. That's what I do with bacon."

"I'm serious. Stan, you're the one I count on. You always have the best advice."

I just had to get out of there, "Uh... I'd love to help you, but I've got to go play a game with Chloe." I jumped off the bed and ran to the hallway.

I don't like Dustin and that's all I have to know. I didn't want to hear about him, talk about him, or even think about him. What really bothered me was when I wasn't thinking about Dustin I was thinking about my dream. I don't know which one I'd rather think about the dream that creeps me out or the guy who makes me feel jealous... no angry, just angry. I'm not jealous of Dustin... I think...

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